She meets a new face.

As she left the lobby, Mackenzie heard a door open in the opposite hallway. Looking over her shoulder, a pair of people walked towards her wearing robes. If only she could get her hands on one of those. Hell, I’d take a thong, Mackenzie thought to herself.

Mackenzie ran down the hallway as a uniform-clad worker carrying a stack of white fabric exited a door just in front of her. She recognized the blonde woman from the meeting earlier but didn’t know her name.

She must be doing laundry, thought Mackenzie. So, when the blonde worker said something about her towel and held out the stack, the flustered Mackenzie assumed the worst. “No my towel doesn’t need any washing thanks!” she said as she straightened her thin cloth over the front of her lower half.

She passed the worker, walking slowly, keeping herself facing the woman who just looked at her strange. The two customers in robes exited through other doors in their hallway across the lobby, leaving these two alone, for now.

“Suit yourself.” the woman said, retracting her stack of towels and beginning to walk the same way as the embarrassed woman in her strange attire. “I thought Sam said the towels were soft enough for you...” the woman muttered as she shrugged, tearing her eyes away from the barely clothed body of the blushing Mackenzie.

Not having heard the offer, Mackenzie agonized over her choice of walk as she awkwardly kept pace in reverse with the woman. Besides a couple peeks at the tuft of red hair behind the tantalizing sway of the fabric draped in front of her folds, Mackenzie’s important bits were all covered from the woman. Her arms uncomfortably sat by her sides.

The woman made small talk, but Mackenzie paid little attention to what the blonde was saying as she concentrated on keeping her towel in place by not moving her arms with her unusual retreat. “I’m Natalie.” said the blonde, holding out a hand under the stack of fluffy folded white towels she was carrying. Mackenzie shook her hand and introduced herself, holding her towel in place with her free hand.

“Watch out!” Natalie sputtered as Mackenzie began to turn her head too late. She tumbled over a bench, landing roughly with her legs in the air. Natalie placed her towels on the bench and rushed over to help Mackenzie.

“Are you okay??” Natalie said as she rounded the bench and looked down. “Oh gosh...” Natalie said as she began to share Mackenzie’s blush. She stared down the barrel of the redhead’s spread pussy.

Mackenzie’s head and neck uncomfortably rested on the ground. Her back and butt hoisted into the air, leaning her left side on the bench. Some sort of soft fabric rubbed against one of her round cheeks. Her legs dangled in the air. Trying to find her balance, she extended her legs outward.

The dazed Mackenzie looked down (relative to her upside down state) between her widespread legs to see Natalie’s rosy cheeks and unblinking eyes staring at her most intimate place. She squeaked and slapped both hands between her legs. She twisted, falling onto her back, unwittingly rubbing her bare thigh against something soft on the bench as she heard a plop on the other side. Natalie covered her eyes and turned around. “Sorry, I didn’t know you were gonna be all splayed out like that. A-are you okay?” said the equally embarrassed blonde.

“I’m fine. Thanks for the concern.” said Mackenzie sincerely, standing up by grabbing onto the bench. She felt soft fabric in her hand as she looked over and saw the knocked over stack of towels. “Oops.” she said, realizing she knocked it over on her way up.

Natalie peeked over her shoulder then looked away, blushing some more. Both women silently began gathering the towels back into a stack, including the one still nicely folded on the bench. Natalie looked away all the while.

Mackenzie handed over her gathered half of the blonde’s completely fresh and pristine supposedly dirty laundry, smiling and reassuring the distressed worker that she is, in fact, fine.

“I think you dropped something." said Natalie quickly as she scurried away. "It was nice meeting you!” Her face was redder than the naked Mackenzie's.

Mackenzie looked down and was greeted by two erect nubs atop her exposed breasts. Her thin towel laid out on the floor near the bench. She squeaked again and reached down for her only cover.